I didn't get to ride Peps because there wasn't time; I did think about getting up super early Sunday morning and taking her out, but I didn't, because I'm lazy. I did walk her out for some in-hand grazing while I had my morning cup of tea, though. And we played in the field on Sunday afternoon before Ben and I had to leave.

I'm currently earning enough to cover her livery bills if I moved her down here, and I still have savings, so maybe I can look at having my pony back within the next couple of months ... y'know, if I'm not totally bankrupt after Australia. :P Ha.

Ben with Bea, who is looking a bit moth-eaten where her bald patches were, bless her. Also she needs another bath because she's some kind of dust magnet. But she seems better now, and any itching she has is just your normal winter-coat shedding.

She very much appreciated Ben using the hair scraper!

This is Pepsi's hero pose, because she is a super veteran.

A random little bunny hop...

I love my pony, even if she does give me evil looks like this on a regular basis...

Here, she was trotting towards me when she suddenly realised that she desperately needed to shake ... which resulted in this bizarre pose.

HAHAHAHAHA. This is what happens when Pepsi wants to stop playing and I don't take the hint.